Mechpros

Down in Rakhial, near the old Cottonpet Ganji Fatak Mill, things are always moving. We are Mechpros, and we’ve been operating out of number 237 for some time now. This part of town is dusty and loud, but that’s where the real work happens. We handle a lot of mechanical stuff. There’s always the sound of metal or machines running in the background. It isn't a quiet place to sit and think, that’s for sure. My hands are usually a bit dirty by lunch. We started this because we knew how to fix things that other people just wanted to throw away. The Char Rasta is always crowded with trucks and people moving goods. It makes for a long day sometimes. We don't have a receptionist or a fancy lobby. You just walk in and find someone who isn't too busy to talk. We take things apart, put them back together, and hope they run better than before. Some days the heat in the workshop is a bit much, but we get through it with a few fans and some cold water. It’s just us here, trying to make a living in a part of the city that never really stops. No one here wears a suit. We just wear what works for the job. That’s how we’ve always done it at Mechpros. We will be here as long as things need fixing.